Anlobe Scouting Base

Dark Mysterious Creatures have attacked! No one knows whats happening! They are attacking the wizards and the Cult has been called for a retreat by Michael Hasley! Run for your own good-or attempt to fight the beasts.

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Duel 1

Umbra– Servant of the General and the DwellersTALK– 19:49, June 22, 2013 (UTC)~

The Umbra forces ether are defeated and sink into the night sky, or run away. One escpaing Umbra turns and speaks on a voice that could almost not be understood, "The Masters come soon. We return soon...." They all disapear into the night sky and the sky begins to lighten once again.

Duel 2

Umbra– Servant of the General and the DwellersTALK– 19:06, June 22, 2013 (UTC)

The towering, faceless figure known as Umbra landed in front of the Samira. Showing no emotion at all, the Umbra simply carried out its orders. The Umbra raised its arm, attempting to shoot shadows toward the woman in order to make her feel suffering.

Try as Camilla might, Azi's fate would not be decided by her. Instead of finishing her off, she left, knowing that she had 'bigger fish to fry', so to speak. "Hey, Er- you. What's going on?" She asked a fellow member in reference to the call to fall back, not knowing her name. The dark figure finally caught her eye, and all she could do was stop in her tracks and try to compose herself.

She wasn't sure how to fend off the creature. She considered using her patronus, but there was no question, these things couldn't be Dementors. Stupefy? No, no. She was wasting time! "Confringo!" She settled upon a random spell.

Umbra– Servant of the General and the DwellersTALK– 19:20, June 22, 2013 (UTC)

The Umbra spawn jumped away from the Fiendfyre and Confringo curses on instinct. Light was the natural enemy of the Umbra. The Umbra, on orders, created a chain of smoke to choke the two witches.

The blow of fire was terrible to the Umbra, and it cost it much of it's power to overcome it, though the shadow chains hung the two witchs and if it was left there long enough they would both surely die.

She struggled to break free with no avial, tugging at the chain of shadows wrung around her neck and attempted to cast Blue-Ball flames, as the creature seemed to hate fire, along with an assortment of other spells that came to mind- "Petrificus Totalus! Cantis! Lumos!"

She landed onthe ground with wobbly feet, only to have her knees buckle. She spared a moment to inhale deep, uneven breaths. The resting period did not last long and she soon scanned the area once more and she rose to her feet again, wand drawn.